Tag: writing
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How Do You See What’s Already in Front of You?
I’ve been sitting with a question that came out of my last meditation, and it won’t leave me alone: How does one observe things fresh — in the moment — without the inference of the same room, the same neighborhood, the same life? How can I increase the gap between raw observation and inference, so…
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The Anatomy of a Filtered Life
If I map out how I move through the world, it looks something like this: Experience → Observation → Memory → Inference Four steps. By the time I reach the last one, I’m no longer anywhere near the truth of what actually happened. Let me walk through it — through my own life — to…
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Act of Love
How can I tell my consciousness that people show love in different ways? The love shown on TV — the hugs, the kisses — isn’t the only form of love. An act of love. Can I make my consciousness become aware that small acts of love are the love a person shows towards you? This…
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The Library We Build From Memory
I have a library in my head. Not a metaphor—an actual library. Endless shelves stacked with volumes I’ve written about my life. Every emotion has its section. Every experience, its book. When something happens to me, I don’t just feel it. I reach for the familiar volume: Oh yes, I know this feeling. It was…
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Lock to break
I thought I’d lost the key,but keys are for thosewho still believe in locks. I could shatter this thing—one strike of will,one refusal to stay trappedin the museum of old love. The question isn’t where the key is.It’s whether I’m readyto pick up the hammer. And I get closer…
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When Work Feels Like Play: A Meditation on Fun
I’ve been sitting with a nagging question lately: Why doesn’t work feel fun? Not all the time, obviously. But shouldn’t there be moments—more than occasionally—where I’m genuinely engaged, energized, maybe even enjoying myself? Instead, I find myself caught in these loops: Why am I not motivated? Why can’t I connect with my colleagues? Why isn’t…
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What in Life is Fun?
What in Life is Fun?What in life is fun?Is it the hobby that absorbs you,the creative spark catching fire,the sudden insight that shifts everything?Truly ask yourself: what is fun?And then—the harder question:How do I make space for it?Despite fear.Despite frustration, sadness,the whole messy chorus of being human—I can still accommodate fun.Not because these feelings vanish.Not…
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Love so sweet
Love, that sweet nectar—one taste and you’re craving more.When your cup empties,most move on to sample something new.But some refuse another sip.They say that first sweetnesswas the only one worth tasting.Who’s right?The ones who drink widely,or those who thirst for only one?I won’t say.Each tongue knows its own hunger
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Snippets on my mind
Society Do not let society define you or your self-worth. Society will tend to define you – you are poor as you don’t have money. You are rich, you are rude, you are gullible, you are shy etc. You do not have to take these definitions to heart. Only you, as an individual, have the…
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Feelings
Every day after having worked like a machine on my job that I sometimes enjoy and sometimes don’t, I find myself feeling empty, deflated and wondering what comes next. What to do next? There are so many activities that I can take up and so many, I have invested my time in before my illness,…
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What is sacred?
This question came up when I was reading one of J.K’s talks. While J.K has asked not to take his words as authority and to find out for us, I can’t help be drawn to his talks. Perhaps not necessarily his intentions but he is a thinker that really makes you think. What is sacred…
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Arthur Hale — Departure
The wind on the Newark tarmac carried the smell of salt and fuel, a mixture of the ocean and the machine. Floodlights cut through the dawn’s half-light, turning the mist into ghosts. Arthur Hale adjusted the collar of his uniform, fingers brushing the insignia that had followed him through war, peace, and now—whatever this was.…
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